I Been Away A Long Time.

No, My Friend. We Are Lunatics From The Hospital Up The Highway, Psycho-ceramics, The Cracked Pots Of Mankind. Would You Like Me To Decipher A Rorschach For You?

I Used To Think We Were Going To Win In The '60s. Nixon Went Out And I Thought We Won.

His Whole Body Shakes With The Strain As He Tries To Lift Something He Knows He Can't Lift, Something Everybody Knows He Can't Lift. But, For Just A Second, When We Hear The Cement Grind At Our Feet, We Think, By Golly, He Might Do It.

If You Don't Watch It People Will Force You One Way Or The Other, Into Doing What They Think You Should Do, Or Into Just Being Mule-stubborn And Doing The Opposite Out Of Spite.

I Sometimes Have These Spells Of Compulsive Truth. But As Lady Macbeth Would Say, "the Fit Is Momentary."